Friday, 10 October 2008
How I hate this October day. How I hate the blessed sunshine and blue skies that made me feel that everything was going to be alright in the world. How I hate the fact that whilst I was happily having my lunch a fox took it upon itself to bite a chunk out of my hen's back and leave her dying under a bush. How I hate myself for thinking she would be OK for an hour to wander around the garden without the security of her run as she had done so for 3 years. How I hate the fact that I took my daily routine for granted and thought that she would be safe. I feel so shaken. The stability of my world is shaken. How do I explain to my 10 year old son when I pick him up from school today that my carelessness caused the death of our pet hen.